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Shen Yan was sitting on the floor of the mortuary, with his back leaning against the cold bed on which Sheng Feng's body was placed. The wound on his shoulder hadn't had time to heal, and the exhaustion from fighting Su Jingran for four days was swallowing him like a tidal wave, but Sheng Feng Not coming back yet, he forced himself to stay awake.

When dawn broke, Shen Yan felt a weak breath, and then he stumbled to his feet and leaned close to Sheng Feng, felt Sheng Feng's slow beating pulse, and happily went to find Huang Rongxin who was dozing outside the mortuary.

Huang Rongxin was about to cry with joy, and called doctors and nurses to give Sheng Feng a full-body examination, and finally pushed him to the intensive care unit. In their view, Sheng Feng was a miracle, so all kinds of care were taken care of.

Shen Yan was exposed to the light that ordinary people do not have yin and yang eyes, and went directly through the glass of the intensive care unit, and stayed by Sheng Feng's side the whole time. His indicators were almost normal, but his soul was out of body for too long and he was still in a coma.

Shen Yan stretched out his hand to touch Sheng Feng's cheek, the warm skin made him feel a lot more at ease, he never wanted to experience the icy cold before.

The moonlight spilled into the ward through the cracks in the curtains, and a ghost sat on the edge of the bed with its legs curled up. He held the hand of the person on the bed and fell asleep with peace of mind.

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The wine glass made of crystal was thrown violently, and fell to the ground with a dismal shattering sound. Jing Huan was hung in the midair of the hall by an iron chain as thick as his forearm, and a huge blood hole had been opened in his chest. Su Jingran used the soul-returning fruit to hang him with his last breath, just to prevent him from dying happily.

After this battle, it took a long time for the slave bone realm to regain its vitality, and so did Su Jingran.

Standing on a high position, his face was covered by a hood: "Jinghuan, you ruined my king's good deeds. I asked you to go to the world to bring Shengfeng back, but you set him on fire. You are so stupid!"

Jing Huan's eyes were lifeless, but his desire to survive was extremely strong, and he was still pleading bitterly: "Subordinate... this subordinate deserves to die... please... please, Lord, please give this subordinate one more...cough...opportunity..."

Su Jingran clenched his fists tightly, flung his long sleeves, and a hurricane swept over Jing Huan's body, smashing the palace gate to pieces. He smiled frantically: "This king gave you a chance? Who gave this king a chance! Slave!" The strength of the Bone Realm is not as good as that of the Xiyi Realm, so I sent Shen Yan a battle post just to distract him! This time, no matter whether we win or lose, as long as we hold Sheng Feng in the palm of our hands, Shen Yan, Xiyi Realm, and even Evil Dao will fight against each other. Hell, who is our opponent?!"

"You are really smart, not to mention courting, you set a fire in the world and burned Sheng Feng to pieces. I really admire you, Jing Huan!"

Su Jingran was trembling with anger. He supported the throne of the snake head and swallowed the blood gushing up from his throat. As for Jing Huan, he didn't intend to kill him now, after all, he chose someone who looked like a human from this group of rotten fish and rotten shrimps. It's not easy.

The heavy chain broke in an instant, fell to the ground, turned into mist and dissipated in the air, and Jing Huan knelt in a pool of blood.

Su Jingran said gloomyly: "This king will give you one last chance."

Jing Huan fell on the ground: "Subordinates...obey...obey the master...arrangement."

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Sheng Feng has been staying in the expensive intensive care unit for the past few days, and Shen Yan has not been idle during his coma for a week. He suffered from the lack of information, so he arranged for Qiu Yishan to place people in Xiyi in the world, Not to mention being able to inquire about the wind, the most important thing is to keep the news open.

In the rest of the free time, I would sit on the bedside of Sheng Feng, feed him some fruit quickly when the doctors and nurses left, or take a nap beside him.

During this period, Huang Rongxin came many times. Whenever he saw Shen Yan making intimate gestures towards Sheng Feng, he would stamp his feet outside the door angrily.

It was evening, and Shen Yan was lying on the hospital bed, playing with a strand of Sheng Feng's half-grown hair, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the glass outside the door, Shen Yan turned around and saw Qiu Yishan in a suit and leather shoes Outside, he frowned and stood up, not forgetting to tuck Sheng Feng in the quilt when he went out.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Yishan's dog-like body, feeling a little envious in his heart.

Qiu Yishan waited for a nurse to pass by before he said in a low voice: "Your Highness, just got the news from the Slavery Realm that Su Jingran is in retreat, and all the passages leading to the Slavery Realm are temporarily closed, should we Now..."

Shen Yan pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "The defense of the Slavery Realm is exceptionally strong. Although the Xiyi Realm had the upper hand in the last battle, it is now suffering a serious loss of vitality. Now it is not worth the loss if we forcefully break open the bordering passage."

Qiu Yishan approved all over his face, but actually he was lamenting in his heart that his own ghost king was actually a wife slave. Looking at his usual arrogant and domineering style, he really couldn't tell.

Thinking of this, he stretched his neck and took a look in the intensive care ward. At least let him know what the future queen of Xiyi Realm looks like. Shen Yan saw his intention and knocked on the iron coldly. chair armrests.

Qiu Yishan shrank his head in fright, and said with a shy smile: "Then...that's all right, the subordinates will continue to follow, you can do whatever you want."

He could see that Shen Yan's ghost-eating eyes were about to show again, and immediately disappeared in front of Shen Yan as if oiling his feet.

Another day, Sheng Feng still didn't wake up.

Shen Yan was silent, and walked through the door of the ward again dejectedly. When he looked up, he saw that the person he was thinking of sat up at some point, quietly looking through the glass window at the children who were still playing loudly in the backyard of the hospital. .

For just a moment of trance, that thin and indifferent figure seemed to coincide with someone buried in memory.

Shen Yan shook his head, walked gently to the edge of Sheng Feng's bed, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arms to hug the person who sat up on the bed, and said in a muffled voice: "You are back."

Sheng Feng turned his head back without any surprise, relaxed his body and leaned against Shen Yan's arms, his eyes were intertwined with indifference and calm towards the world, and suppressed his inner emotions. Seeing the wound, he raised his eyes and asked:

"Does it hurt?"

Sheng Feng's concern has always been very useful to Shen Yan. He is full of joy, but his words reveal a hint of cunning: "It hurts, it hurts to death."

Sheng Feng propped up his body silently, and without a word, pulled off some cumbersome clothes on Shen Yan's body with his hands. There are a few scabs on the fair skin that are very uncoordinated.

Shen Yan stared wide-eyed at Sheng Feng slowly bending down, he immediately felt something was wrong: "Sheng Feng, what are you doing..."

The soft tongue sticking to the skin inch by inch made Shen Yan tremble almost uncontrollably. From this angle, he could see Sheng Feng lying on the wounds, with a little ruddy tongue slowly licking it. It was a torment for him, and the heavy clothes under his body could not cover up the unusual marks.

Shen Yan seemed to be aware of a trace of power pouring into his body, but it was impossible for Sheng Feng to have that kind of power, he just thought it was an illusion caused by his confused mind.

One or two nurses walked by from time to time in front of the quiet intensive care unit at night, their shoes rubbing slightly on the ground.

"Have you played enough?" Shen Yan didn't care about Sheng Feng's torn clothes, and pushed him down on the hospital bed. I don't know if this person has changed his sex. He just woke up and became so angry. Shen Yan Yan wished he could immediately take him back to Xiyi and lock him up.

Sheng Feng didn't seem to be afraid of Shen Yan's sense of oppression at all, and even felt that Shen Yan was holding him too tightly, so he twisted his body a few times uncomfortably, and he pulled down the loose hospital gown Pulling it, revealing the slender neck with the snake head tattooed on it.

"What's the matter, did you feel that uncomfortable just now?"

Shen Yan stared at the white and tender skin for a long time, the flames in his eyes were almost out of control, he blocked Sheng Feng's lips, but still caring that Sheng Feng's body was still injured, he didn't dare to go too far, so he could only lean sideways The body kissed him relatively tenderly.

However, after the kiss, Shen Yan found that the fire on Sheng Feng's body was not going to subside in the slightest. Sheng Feng was surrounded by his arms and moved unconsciously, as if his knees had hit something.

Shen Yan blushed instantly, he immediately sat up and straightened the loose collar again, Sheng Feng was stunned for a moment, and tugged at Shen Yan's sleeve: "Would you like me to help you..."

"No need!" Shen Yan blushed so much that he was about to bleed, he just felt like an innocent young man who was being teased for the first time, and the mature old way in the Xiyi Realm was gone at this moment.

Sheng Feng didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he continued, "Wouldn't it be hard for you to be like that?"

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open by a nurse. Seeing that Sheng Feng had woken up, she immediately came over and asked with concern. Shen Yan took advantage of this moment to quickly slip out of the ward, sat on a chair in the corridor and adjusted his breath for more than half of the time. I can't slow down for hours.

After the doctor gave his orders and left, Sheng Feng sat up again, looking at the empty ward with his eyes, as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, a crack was torn open in the ward, and Fan Wujiu walked out of it dressed in black. He saluted Sheng Feng, took out a handful of pretty Luger P08 from his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Grandmaster, you I brought what was ordered."

Sheng Feng took the gun with one hand, calmly raised the pillow and hid it under it, nodding his head in thanks.

"In addition, it will take a few days for the body you asked for from the judge to be made. I hope you will wait a few more days. After all, it is the body of an evil spirit in the Xiyi realm. I hope you will take care of it if it takes longer." Fan Wu save said.

Sheng Feng nodded at him: "Thank the judge for me."

The crack in the air was torn open again, Fan Wujiu turned into a wisp of white smoke and melted into the crack silently.

Shen Yan was sitting cross-legged on a chair in the corridor, completely unaware of what happened in the ward.

Sheng Feng gently opened the bedside cabinet in the ward, and took out a new mobile phone that Huang Rongxin had prepared for him inside. He first pressed a series of unfamiliar numbers and dialed out. After the phone rang twice, he pressed to hang up. , and then deftly pressed the same string of numbers in the column of the text message, and sent a text message.

"I'm awake, don't reply, come to the hospital tomorrow."

After Sheng Feng waited for this text message to be sent, he still did not forget to delete the history in the text message column, and finally put the phone back to its original place.

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